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I'LL GIVE MASS RELEASE IF WE REACH 500 COINS!
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A silly grin was etched on Gayoon's face as she stirred in her sleep, hugging the comfortable pillow her limbs were wrapped around. She had a good rest and felt too lazy to wake up. It was Sunday and thankfully, she had a day off so she wanted to stay in bed all day.
"You know, by this time of the morning, I can earn at least five million dollars," a voice broke through her slumber.
Gayoon frowned in her sleep but merely stirred. The voice sounded familiar but her muddled mind could not recognize it. She was feeling too comfortable to care.
"Five more hours," she mumbled. "It's Sunday."
Minho shook his head. The crazy girl had been clinging onto his back all night, using him as a bolster. After all her nervousness about sleeping on the same bed, she broke down the barriers in seconds and the pillows were scattered all over the bed.
He was wide awake but Gayoon was still sleeping like a log so he did not move lest she woke up. Instead, he fiddled with his phone, texting investors and clients to finalize deals. He kept on typing and by the time he was done, he earned twenty million dollars from six different projects while Gayoon kept on sleeping.
Sinally, after what seemed like hours, she yawned. She smiled widely, without opening her eyes as she was feeling exhilarated for some reason. She had an unusually good sleep and felt like lazing around on bed, not leaving it ever.
"Are you done sleeping?"
Upon hearing the deep voice, her eyes shot open and her euphoria was smashed into teeny tiny pieces. To her horror, the first thing she saw was Minho's back! What am I doing on his side? She wondered wildly.
"AH!"
She screamed and backed off while he turned around to gaze at her with his deadpan eyes.
"H-how did I end up on your side?" she exclaimed. Minho did not reply but glanced at the mess of pillows she made in her sleep. Gayoon followed his gaze and cursed herself for being a chaotic sleeper.
She looked back at him, feeling like a student who was about to be punished by her teacher. Instantly, she scrambled up to her knees and bowed in shame. Her worst fear had come true. She jumped on him!
"I'm sorry!" she apologized profusely. "I didn't know what I was doing! I-"
"What are you doing?" he asked sleepily.
Gayoon peeked at him with her large eyes. "Apologizing for jumping on you last night," she said, feeling embarrassed. She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it out of shame. And if her grandmother was there, the old lady would have buried her herself for not going any further than sleeping last night.
"Well, you did use my back as your personal pillow last night," he mumbled, stretching his limbs. Gayoon hiccupped a little seeing his ripped muscles. His t-shirt clung on to his fit body making his abs visible.
Gayoon glanced at her own complexion in the bed side mirror. Her hair was looking like a bird's nest while her cheeks had blotches of redness. Her eyes were dull and she was sure she drooled on Minho's back at night.
Why was this man so goddamn good looking in the morning while I look like an old grandma? She screamed internally. Even his hair looks perfect! Did he use some kind of hair gel?
Despite herself, she could not help but wonder what products he used. Minho was flexing his neck when he turned to face her only to be startled. She came closer to him and intensely scrutinised him. To his surprise, she touched his hair as if examining it.
"Is there any kind of gel on it?" she wondered out loud.
"What are you doing?" he asked in a flat voice. She clutched his hair and was examining it from every angle.
"Do rich people use some kinda night hair gel to keep their hair in perfect shape even while sleeping?" She questioned. "I mean how is your hair so silky and smooth?"
She ruffled it only to be disappointed for his hair fell back into its usual neatness. Minho sighed at the girl's crazy obsession with his hair.
"And you even smell like vanilla!" she complained. While I smell like a pig! She cursed all the good looking people for being able to look so perfect all the time.
"I don't do anything," he said in his usual blank voice.
"No hair products?"
"No."
"No night cream?"
"No."
"No extra perfume?"
"No."
Gayoon blinked at him for a few seconds before saying, "Curse you pretty people."
Minho was dumbfounded at her as she slumped back on the bed in misery and hid under a blanket, rolling the other way.
"Not my fault for having naturally good looks," he muttered as he got off the bed to freshen up. When he came out, Gayoon was still in her cocoon, about to fall asleep again.
"Jeon Gayoon," he called, poking her arm to wake her up. "Wake up!"
"I'm sleepy again!" she complained, turning away from him and pulling the blanket over her head in an attempt to go back to sleep. To her surprise, he turned her back and before she knew it, he rolled on top of her, caging her completely. She was shell shocked as his deep crown eyes pored into hers. Half of her face was covered with the blanket so she was shyly peeking at him.
Seeing his devilishly handsome face up close was making her heart beat faster to the point that it felt as if it would explode.
"W-w-w-what are you doing?" she squeaked.
There was an evil twinkle in his eyes which made her even more embarrassed and after recalling what almost happened on that very bed a few days ago, made her face redder.
"Just trying to wake up my girlfriend," he shrugged, feigning nonchalance. He raised a finger to slowly take off the blanket off her face.
"I am awake!" she claimed. "I'll be up now!"
"Okay," he remarked but did not budge from his position. Instead, his finger trailed to her cheek, tracing her jaw. She was completely hypnotized by his actions, unable to move. He leaned closer and she shut her eyes as his lips brushed against hers. Unable to resist anymore he swooped down to engage in a liplock.
Gayoon was intoxicated by his fervent kisses as she clutched onto him, her fingers running through his silky hair. Her soft lips enticed him as he probe into her mouth with his tongue, entangling in a passionate embrace. The sounds of their intimate kisses were echoing through the room. They were fierce and demanding, unable to have enough of each other.
Minho left her lips and trailed his lips along her neck, causing her to purr. She let out a moan when he bit into her neck, leaving a red mark on it. His lips moved near her ear and he whispered, "It's time to wake up."
Gayoon whimpered a little, not wanting the moment to end but he simply winked and got off her. She smiled a little and stretched her limbs, feeling elated once again.
It was a good morning indeed.
….
Mina had been in the hospital all night, carrying out multiple shifts. Even though her body was tired, she knew her patients needed her. She had to tend to five heart attack patients and a six hour surgery which had left her exhausted. Thankfully, she had two hours of break time and if nothing major happened, then she could rest in the break room.
"I'll look into a few more reports before taking a break," she decided. Just then, a text arrived. She took out her phone to see it was Kanji.
"How's the night shift going?" he wrote.
Mina sighed and replied, "As usual. Terrible!"
Within seconds he texted back, "Want me to bring you some breakfast?"
"I already had some," she wrote. "Let's meet up for lunch instead. I'll head home afterwards."
"OK," he replied. She put down her phone and picked up some of the files on her desk. The first one was of Doctor Dohyun.
"Poor girl," she sighed. Dohyun's condition was a mystery to them. The girl never had any heart problems before and she insisted that it was not stress but rather something she was eating. Mina had the reports drawn out by their Gastroenterologist, Doctor Shin. She vaguely recalled that Doctor Shin wanted to discuss something with her regarding Dohyun but Mina was in the middle of a surgery when the message was given to her and she completely forgot about it.
I think she wanted to give me these, she realized. Did the reports have something serious?
She opened the report and glanced through it. "650.75 kilo cal," she read. "Meat comprising of carbon, nitrogen, sulfur, potassium, chlorine, oxygen…"
She checked the percentage masses and calculated them in her head. "Presence of 25% of fibroblasts were detected in the meat and 75% cardiomyocites…"
Mina's mouth fell in shock. "This...this is…" she gasped. She threw the reports away from her in fright and dashed outside the room towards Dohyun's ward.